The begonia pinned to Lilu’s bangs sat under Bryson’s nose. He inhaled the familiar scent and said, “Only fitting.”
This author is an anti-tropist in the best way possible. Father? Bad. Love between initially bonded people? No. Traitors? Yes. Long, gruesome periods where a character is assumed to be dead? Yes. JILLY DYING, YOU EVIL SCUM? Yes. Genius enemies and characters that do not make stupid decisions? Yes.(old)
